ELEPHANTS AND TIGERS FALL FROM THE SKY AS MULDER AND SCULLY EXPLORE A SERIES OF ZOO
ABDUCTIONS.
A rampage by an invisible force leads Mulder and Scully to a zoo where strange
abductions may be taking place. In a zoo where no births have taken place in decades,
Mulder and Scully seek evidence for alien involvement in human conservation efforts. Their
search is obstructed by old rivalries and new betrayals, while humans and animals continue
to die. Only a gorilla who can use sign language can interpret events for them -- and her
time is running out.
Notes
The title comes from William Blake's poem 'The Tyger' -
"Tyger, tyger, burning bright // in the forests of the night // What immortal hand or
eye // could frame thy fearful symmetry?" and the construction site where the tiger
is killed is named Blake Towers after William Blake.
Quotes
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Janitor: "They don't pay you to dance, Roberto... God is watching..."
Mulder: "I'd be willing to admit the possibility of a tornado, but it's not really
tornado season. I'd even be willing to entertain the notion of a black hole passing over
the area or some cosmic anomaly but it's not really black hole season either. If I were a
betting man, I'd say it was ..."
Scully: "An invisible elephant?"
Mulder: "I saw David Copperfield make the Statue of Liberty disappear once."
Mulder: "Maybe their own Noah's ark? To preserve the DNA of these animals that
we're depleting to extinction. Whatever it is, that's probably the reason why you've never
had a successful birth at this facility."
Willa: "I think that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard."
Mulder: "I understand that you might think it was ridiculous and maybe you should
ask Sophie..."
"Willa Ambrose and Ed Meecham have been charged with manslaughter for the death of
Kyle Lang. But though the courts will rule on this matter and justice will no doubt be
served, the pall of a greater tragedy remains. The motives of the silent visitors who set
these events in motion remain unclear. Could this be a judgement on a global rate of
extinction that incurs to over 1000 times its natural rate in this century? Knack of alien
conservation of animals we are driving hard toward oblivion? And if so, might it follow,
that our own fate could finally be determined by the conservatorship of an
extraterrestrial race? More, in the simple words of a creature whose own future is
uncertain, will man save man?"
"Good afternoon. I'd like a FrintArms HandCannon, please."
"A--? Oh, now, that's an awfully big gun for such a lovely lady. I
mean, not everybody thinks ladies should carry guns at all, though I
say they have a right to. But I think... I might... Let's have a look
down here. I might have just the thing for you. Yes, here we are!
Look at that, isn't it neat? Now that is a FrintArms product as well,
but it's what's called a laser -- a light-pistol some people call
them. Very small, as you see; fits easily into a pocket or bag; won't
spoil the line of a jacket; and you won't feel you're lugging half a
tonne of iron around with you. We do a range of matching accessories,
including -- if I may say so -- a rather saucy garter holster. Wish I
got to do the fitting for that! Ha -- just my little joke. And
there's *even*... here we are -- this special presentation pack: gun,
charged battery, charging unit, beautiful glider-hide shoulder holster
with adjustable fitting and contrast stitching, and a discount on your
next battery. Full instructions, of course, and a voucher for free
lessons at your local gun club or range. Or there's the *special*
presentation pack; it has all the other one's got but with *two*
charged batteries and a night-sight, too. Here, feel that -- don't
worry, it's a dummy battery -- isn't it neat? Feel how light it is?
Smooth, see? No bits to stick out and catch on your clothes, *and*
beautifully balanced. And of course the beauty of a laser is, there's
no recoil. Because it's shooting light, you see? Beautiful gun,
beautiful gun; my wife has one. Really. That's not a line, she
really has. Now, I can do you that one -- with a battery and a free
charge -- for ninety-five; or the presentation pack on a special
offer for one-nineteen; or this, the special presentation pack, for
one-forty-nine."
"I'll take the special."
"Sound choice, madam, *sound* choice. Now, do--?"
"And a HandCannon, with the eighty-mill silencer, five GP clips, three six-five AP/wire-flechettes clips, two bipropellant HE clips, and a
Special Projectile Pack if you have one -- the one with the embedding
rounds, not the signalers. I assume the night-sight on this toy is
compatible?"
"Aah... yes, And how does madam wish to pay?"
She slapped her credit card on the counter. "Eventually."
-- Iain M. Banks, "Against a Dark Background" Anonymous